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garbagebagel,

My eyes tricked me into thinking this was loss

garbagebagel,

My partners job gave him a couple of the keg gift cards one year, it was over $100 value. We held on to them for a special occasion. We moved, it was my birthday, made plans with friends and excited to get steak paid for by his shitty employee.

Those fucking gift cards have never shown up again. Just gone into the void.

garbagebagel,

My sister got me these Tiny hands.

Turns out my mom is very very freaked out by them so I had a great time.

garbagebagel,

I just wanna know what happened to the fucking aliens man

garbagebagel,

All of the medical symptoms. Am I dying? Do I have lupus? Only my incognito friend will know.

garbagebagel,

I had a neighbour I lived next to that no joke the kids used to play basketball inside the apartment. We met the poor person below them once and she asked almost jokingly if they play basketball. Yes, yes they do that is what they’re doing.

Luckily at my new apartment I don’t have to wonder what they’re doing because in addition to the stomping I can also hear their kids fucking screaming the entire day. Do they jump on their bed at 5 am? Why yes. Do they chase the dog around at 2 pm? Why yes, yes they do. Does their dad come home and yell at them at 5 pm? Why yes! Yes he does.

garbagebagel, (edited )

Wait if you can avoid debt collectors for 7 years they just forget about you?? Like I could fuck off to another country where they can’t garner my wages and come back and they can’t do shit about it?

garbagebagel,

Well I didn’t want children but now I got some experimenting to do.

garbagebagel,

I watched this great documentary that proved that sleep deprivation actually just turns you into Brad Pitt out to destroy capitalism.

garbagebagel,

Sleep for dinner!

garbagebagel,

Not the same person but where I am there are shelters and community centers that offer these things for free. The facilities are not in as good condition as a gym membership though.

garbagebagel,

I recently found an interviewer who is clearly more left leaning but he does interviews with very conservative/right wing people (mostly students) and just like, not to argue or anything, he just asks a question and they answer and he goes “okay thanks” then posts it without any added comment on the socials. It really interested me cause like, I can see why they might think the things they think. Doesn’t mean I agree with them, but at least it’s a way to listen and kind of see the humanness in people who you might otherwise instinctively villainize.

garbagebagel,

I bought a standing desk for my posture issues. It’s also too low when at the lowest setting so I had to transfer my bath stool to my desk and now I need to go buy an actual squatty potty cause I hate not reaching the ground from the toilet.

It’s perfect though because actual stools are too tall for sitting at a desk and a little bath stool like this has been perfect for my posture.

garbagebagel,

If you have small feet to match your stature like I do, there is no shame in buying way cheaper kids shoes too.

garbagebagel,

Sleep for dinner sounds like a lot less effort

garbagebagel,

Not sure where you are but there are many “refill” shops around me where they sell bulk soap, cleaning products, etc. Which I love and have been using for years.

There’s similarly places that sell food in bulk and you can just bring a reusable bag/container and get the basics like flour, sugar, seeds, snacks I’ve even seen like margarine and salad dressings at some places. There’s the bulk Barn in Canada and it’s pretty affordable

I try to buy only glass or metal Tupperware, avoid using Ziploc bags. They sell reusable sandwich bags now too which are still plastic but much more reusable.

I always have a cup or two with me for coffee and collapsible metal straws. When I used to go to restaurants pretty often, I would bring my own takeout containers.

The basics like bring my own grocery bags and I also have little produce bags to replace the plastic ones from the store, or sometimes I’ll just go without a bag for something like onions or oranges.

I still feel like I could be doing much better but it’s really hard, especially if I’m buying easy to make food rather than raw ingredients. I do my best to support local places that try harder to provide eco-friendly alternatives, and with the rising costs of groceries, I’ve honestly found a lot of these places have stayed the same which is still more than the big grocery stores, but not really by that much anymore.

garbagebagel,

Not me but I have a friend that got married like two years ago now to someone she met on tinder like two or three years prior to that. Apparently, the first date she asked if he was going to kill her if she went in his car.

My other friend is now living with a guy she met on tinder two years ago. He is still saved on my phone as [His name](in case he kills [friend]) from when they went on their first date and she sent me his info in case anything happened.

I’d say that’s some success for relationships and maybe for not getting killed also.

garbagebagel, (edited )

Ok so I have a super unserious one compared to everyone here but I am legit really proud of myself for it.

I have pretty bad trypophobia where I will have a pretty extreme visceral reaction to many different holes, patterns of them, etc. This includes nail holes in the wall so I have a hard time putting things up and especially taking things down. When I moved places a few years ago I tried to face this extremely irrational fear and made myself fill every single nail hole in our old apartment. I felt so ill and honestly still feel ill even typing this out. I had to lay down on the floor in the dark apartment for what felt like hours because I was so nauseous. But I did it. Never fucking doing it again, but I did it and nobody can take that from me. This year I even put up two frames all by myself.

garbagebagel,

What a fucking rollercoaster I just went through. I confused Dr Ruth with Canadian sex therapy royalty Sue Johanson and was so happy to hear she was still alive, then when I realized my error I looked up Sue and saw she died earlier this year, now my heart is broken but I’m happy for Dr Ruth.

garbagebagel,

Here I was having a perfectly good day and you had to come and ruin it.

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